Repeat… Repeat… Re

Warning: This post contains a large amount of repeating. Anyone still clinging to their sanity STOP reading now and move on.

All others prepare for a been there, done that moment…

Let me preface this with the fact that I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE my girl! And I get that her repeating is an expression of her anxiety. I get it. It’s just that… it hurts my brain! This is us, finding a happy medium:

Me: “Kirsten, do you want to get a bean burrito at Rubios?” K: “Share with mom?” Me: “Sure honey. Let’s go!”

On our way…

Me: “Kirsten, would you like a bean burrito at Rubios or chicken tenders at Vons?”

K: “Oh, chicken tenders at Vons! And potato wedges.” Me: “No problem. First Rubios for me and then Vons for you.”

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Reading these has taken me back to when my now 16 yr old HF Asperger’s son was OBSESSED with time! Repeatedly asking what time it was. Drove me nearly over the edge. He still obsesses but now it’s over the most recent theater audition

Megan: (now she includes sister because she wants to share the needle experience..) yes doctor yes two sticks yes one hand… yes Heather two sticks yes two arms…
Me: No Megan…just Megan’s doctor, no Heather…no sticks sweetie…

Wow, we have the same exact conversations! As I type this Kirsten is asking me, “What time is the play open?” Me: “2:00.” K: “What time is the play?” Me: “It’s at 2:00.” K: “What time is the play open?” – it’s a conversation we have had at least 100 times today. Make that 200. Suuuuch a fun game! (insert sarcasm here)

Thank You for the giggle, Every 3 mths we go to the Autism specialist. We have to go by a McDonald’s, so it is our special treat. He sees it on the way and I always say “after the Doctor”, and I hear him ask about 20 more times ” Donalds now” Me: “no – after doctor”